Chapter 89 The wine

Chapter 89 The wine
Arihya POV

“Sure,” I said. “I’ll tell you, and then you can tell me if it I or Elena.” I feigned a pout but he wasn’t amused in the slightest.

I tried to imagine him with his wife, what it would look like but I couldn’t picture him making out on a couch.

That was my favorite kissing, rubbing, grinding, God I was getting so.worked up.

My next words were soft and sensual. I wished I could say it was all for the game, but even the thought of pressing my mouth to this man’s sent a shiver through me. “Cassian....”

Unsurprisingly, he didn’t respond. He only watched me with a dry, half-lidded stare that conveyed I wasn’t worthy of a single word from him.

My heart pattered to an awkward beat. I never had preferred large men but, God, I wanted a
taste of this one again.

His eyes narrowed as I slid from the island and walked toward him. Stepping close enough to feel his heat, I grabbed his glass and took a sip.

I stepped on each of his shoes and then rose to my tiptoes with a shot of vodka on my tongue, my lips hovered close to his.

Close enough to kiss him, my breasts brushed his chest and heat shot straight to my core.

When his lips parted, I let the liquor trickle from my mouth to his, pure lust erupted inside me so violently I grew dizzy. I ran my hands up his abs, curled my fingers into his chest, as if I could claw my way through his shirt.

He was so hard and warm, and smelled so good I could get lost in him. Sliding a hand up his neck and grabbing a fistful of hair, I pushed the rest of the liquid into his mouth with my tongue.

My stomach swooped and dived, stealing my breath. I knew without a doubt that sharing a
sip of vodka with this dirty CEO was the most thrilling thing I had ever done.

Butterflies on fire fluttered through my veins as his tongue slid across mine and with a rough sound from deep in his chest, he sucked the alcohol from it and then he bit my lip hard enough I yelped and fell back a step.

My lips tingled and my heart pounded in my ears..I couldn’t catch my breath.

“Get me the signed papers, sweetheart.” His voice was black velvet set out to freeze and I secretly loved it when he called me sweetheart.

It was rare, but every time he did, there was this rough lilt to it I couldn’t place and it always rolled down my spine in the
same way.

His gaze was so cold it gave me chills, and in some careless, terrifying manner I’d never seen from the straitlaced fed, he dropped his tumbler to the floor and It shattered across the tile, sending a tremor through me.

I eyed the shards of glass and muttered.

“That’s going to be a mess to clean up.”

“Arihya don't show up here until you have the document.” It was just a statement of fact.

Staring at a piece of glass that was so close to my feet it reflected my sparkly nail polish, the broken tumbler took on another meaning.

It was me, after this man was done with me.

My mind was spinning, and I blurted the first thing that came to mind. “Zayn would hunt you, if he knows what is going on between us.”
He didn’t blink as he answered. “I don't give a fuck about Zayn.”

“What about your business?” I mused. “What about your daughter? Won't she be hurt?”

I held my breath as he stepped forward, lightly grasping my throat.

“Keeping your mouth shut will make my life easier,” he drawled, caressing my fluttering pulse with a thumb before pressing down on it slightly. I was burning up, and I needed more.

Nonetheless, he stepped away from me and I turned to follow him with my eyes as he walked around the island. “I want a baby girl like your daughter.”

“Really,” he asked, his voice dry.

“Yeah, I hope she gets your pretty eyes and cute smile.”

“Ah.” A small smile pulled on a corner of his lips. “You really know what you want.”

Right now I wanted my clothes off and drop to my knees and make this man feel good. I.wanted his hands on me, his head between my legs and if I survived all of that, I wanted him inside me.

My eyes must have conveyed my thoughts, because his gaze darkened. “Arihya, I'm really done with your drama. Why the fuck are you leaving with Lawrence?”
My stomach dropped, and I almost choked on my next.breath.

“I want you to leave, if you won't let me in. I can't pull down the perfect life I have when I'm not certain of my place in your life” his voice drifted to a dark rasp.

A shiver rolled down my spine. Elena was indeed better than me in all aspects and choosing me instead of her won't be easy especially because they have a child together and his family loves her.

He was just trying to scare me, but regardless, I wasn’t going to underestimate him because I knew he was a of his words and he would definitely give me what I wanted only if I get him what he wants.

I didn’t want another man controlling my life, especially one thinks I brought ruins to his already steady life.

A piece of glass cut into my foot, and I winced but quietly made my way to the door. “This has been riveting, but maybe I don't know what I wanted.”

His narrowed gaze fell to my feet. “You’re bleeding, Arihya.”

I laughed with an angry edge. “Don’t get me started on blood, Cassian. You just asked me to walk out from your room”

“Stop.”

I ignored him. “By the way, I think the whole baby issue was a bad idea. My regards to your lovely wife.”

Before I realized he was so close, he grabbed me by the waist from behind and picked me up. It felt like I was a doll being tugged around.

“Put me down, Cassian. I won't sleep with you and ruin your perfect life.”

“If I decided I wanted you now, can you stop me?”

He set me on the bathroom counter, and for some reason, a rush of nerves shot through me.

“Why do you want the divorce paper?” I asked.

“Is it because you want my life ruined when you decide to move on from me." I didn't know why I was saying these words maybe it's the wine and I'm drunk.

His eyes were lazy and unamused as he reached behind me and opened a cabinet. His arm singed as it brushed mine. His body heat overwhelmed me and his deep, masculine scent made my head dizzy.

My limbs felt heavy and light all at once, my skin buzzing like a live wire.